Heavy

We sunk the ship
half a dozen times,
each resurgence
half a decibel
more beautiful
than geraniums
beneath your tongue
spelling the name
of your insignificant
other. A dress
I have never seen
you wear haunts
the doorway,
hanging around
like the smell
after a storm
my nose gathers
ecstatic it rabbits
wrinkling tethers
of ligaments
into frayed
cloth beneath
the deck of our
rest-of-our-life
dream. Our touch
so bereft nothing
even left to breathe
back into. You broke
the rules you touched
my face, I am serious
when I say wait.